Lily is coming in the den now like she used to do. She lies there and sometimes talks to me, but mostly just lies there contemplating. Maybe she's thinking about Jack. They were very close, tho it embarrassed him a bit, her overt affection. He tolerated it tho, and she was not shy about loving him.
She lost her feline buddy Freddie in May so she's still missing him, and now Jack is gone too.
That's a lot of loss for one little cat.
I remember when you lost Ned.
God, the pain is overwhelming for a while.
This helps me to articulate my feelings about it.
“We who choose to surround ourselves
with lives even more temporary than our
own, live within a fragile circle;
easily and often breached.
Unable to accept its awful gaps,
we would still live no other way.
We cherish memory as the only
certain immortality, never fully
understanding the necessary plan.”
― Irving Townsend